In the realm of bloodthirsty, demon cultivation is very easy to get angry and manic, only in bloodthirsty killing, can you realize the subtlety of this realm, and only in bloodthirsty killing, can demon cultivation more clearly understand themselves, if you want to break through this realm, continuous killing is the fastest way.
However, in the process of killing, it is very easy to go mad and fall into demons, and it will be difficult for a careless person to recover, and he will completely become a mad monster with only pure killing instincts.
Therefore, it is extremely difficult to control oneself in this realm, and killing is a shortcut to break through oneself quickly, or it may be a point of no return.
When Han Shuo flew off the cliff, his hatred for Florida was infinitely expanded, including the goddess archer named Ma Kexin, who almost inflicted a fatal blow on Emily.
The heart that had calmed down was beating much faster than usual, and the huge demon infant was full of surging vitality.
The pure soul power contained in the Purple Demon Eye was absorbed and digested by the Demon Baby, breaking through Han Shuo's stagnant True Demon Realm.
After reaching the bloodthirsty realm, although Han Shuo had the idea of killing from time to time, his strength had indeed improved.
Now, even in Florida in his heyday, Han Shuo is confident that he will be able to kill him head-on.
Even if he didn't take advantage of the speed of the Nine Heavens Magic Technique, Han Shuo still had the self-confidence to fight Edwin and retreat with his whole body.
A fierce aura took on a black mist that had been swirling around Han Shuo's body.
Han Shuo, who swooped down, looked like a black cloud from a distance, and there were two blood-red pupils in the dark cloud, and the strange and evil blood light in them made people tremble when they looked at it.
At this time, the valley was already in chaos because of Edwin and Belinda's actions.
Edwin joins forces with Belinda.
A devastating blow has been inflicted on that magnificent building.
It seemed like they wanted to raze the building to the ground.
From the Harris Land Scroll, Han Shuo knew that the magnificent building was the place where the Rainbow Scythe Mercenary Group lived in Florida, and it seemed that Edwin had gone to the Garo Mercenary Group.
Sure enough, it was a great reward.
Without the help of Lauretta, the Garo Mercenary Group, Edwin and the others, who had just arrived in the Solar Valley, would definitely not be so familiar with the layout of the Rainbow Scythe Mercenary Group.
With a deafening rumbling sound, a pitch-black shadow flew high into the sky.
There is a strong fierce aura that no one dares to ignore. was mobilizing people in a panic, planning to deal with Edwin and the masters of the Rainbow Scythe Mercenary Regiment, when the anomaly above appeared, bows and arrows and spears and javelins were already whistling into the sky.
However, among the dozens of attacks that were fired at the Black Shadow, none of them were able to get close to the Black Shadow.
The black shadow that flew down quickly chanted a piece of undead magic, and a black light flashed in the air, and a team of gargoyles appeared out of thin air.
The gargoyles were armed with bone spears, lined up in a neat line, blocking the shadows.
Shoot down the bows and arrows and spears and javelins.
Suddenly, a huge black canopy of heaven unfurled rapidly from behind the black shadow, obscuring the bright moonlight and covering a third of the entire valley.
It's all shrouded in shady cover.
There was a strong air of death.
Suddenly it spread endlessly, and everyone in the air of death.
I feel that my body is much stiffer than usual.
Under the cover of the black sky, the black shadow fell in the valley, and one after another dark creatures appeared.
The moonlight is always obscured by blue-black clouds, making it impossible to tell the time, and no one knows how long it will be until dawn.
As a lost undead magic, the Undead Canopy has a decreasing effect on the combat power of enemies shrouded in the Undead Canopy.
In the magic range of the canopy of the dead, all dark creatures can gain more power, and by absorbing the rich death qi around them, they have faster and stronger power.
This is an evil magic that reduces the strength of the opponent and increases the combat power of one's own dark creatures, and after disappearing from the graveyard of death, it has been forgotten on the Big 6.
When Han Shuo's magic appeared, and those dark creatures excitedly began to attack the surroundings one by one, those mercenaries of the Rainbow Scythe Mercenary Regiment not only affected the flexibility and agility of their bodies, but also felt that their eyes were abnormally dry, and their vision of looking around was also affected.
"Belinda, in addition to Clayton, this time there is also the necromancer" Edwin, who was releasing dark magic, saw that the moonlight was covered by blue-black clouds, and one by one the dark creatures excitedly attacked the mercenaries around him, and happily asked Belinda, who was manipulating the puppet beast next to him.
Shaking her head, Belinda looked puzzled and replied, "Clayton has been killed, and there should be no other necromancers besides him" As soon as these words came out, Edwin was stunned for a moment, and then smiled and said: "Maybe someone has been sent from above, this kind of mysterious necromancy has never even been seen by me, except for our Scourge Church, I don't think there are other necromancers who can use it."
"Of course, only our Scourge Church has such mysterious necromancy magic, he must be his own person" Belinda was convinced of Edwin's statement, it seemed that they had unreasonable confidence in the strength of the Scourge Church.
"I'm Edwin, which old friend is here" Edwin, who released the dark magic, saw that because of Han Shuo's appearance, some dark creatures helped the two of them, resisting some of the mercenaries around him, and couldn't help but shout.
A huge amount of spiritual power, because of the release of the magic of an undead canopy, plus the summoning of fifty or sixty dark creatures of different levels, has already consumed seventy-seven-eighty-eight.
When fifty or sixty dark creatures were attacking everything around them in the shrouded range of the undead canopy, Han Shuo, who had fallen into a bloodthirsty rage, became a murderous shadow, wantonly venting his ferocity.
A thirst for blood, like a continuous river, pushed Han Shuo into the boundless slaughter.
Wherever the black shadow passed, those mercenaries who lacked strength were instantly cut off by the sharp Demon Slaying Blade, and blood rushed out.
Han Shuo's pupils turned blood-red, and it was difficult to control and destroy everything, killing all those who stood in front of him, like a machine harvesting lives, and any mercenaries around him were constantly being attacked by terror.
After Han Shuo heard Edwin's active gesture of goodwill, his body paused slightly, but he ignored it.
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When he looked around, there was no one else around except for the small skeleton that followed him.
Han Shuo, who was in the bloodthirsty realm, had reached the peak of his strength, and in the midst of the constant killing, he could instinctively sense the danger around him, and the fear and trembling in the hearts of some characters in the extreme distance could actually be sensed clearly.
Whenever Han Shuo killed someone, the fear of this person's dying and the resentment after death would form an aura that was difficult to see with the naked eye, and it was absorbed by the ferocious aura around Han Shuo.
As more and more mercenaries were killed by Han Shuo, the ferocious aura on Han Shuo's body became more and more intense, and even a strong smell of blood spread from the capillaries of his body.
And Han Shuo's magic yuan power seemed to be constantly tempered in this process, and Han Shuo could sense his own strength, and he was improving little by little in the process.
On the contrary, at this time when the power of the Demon Yuan was growing, Han Shuo's mind was becoming more and more muddy, and when the fear and resentment of those who were killed were absorbed to the sides of his body, these huge messages seemed to have an impact on Han Shuo's brain, causing the green tendons on Han Shuo's head to "suddenly" beat, and he felt like he was going mad.
The dark sound is not good, after Han Shuo obtained all the memories of Chu Canglan, he immediately understood that he had reached the bloodthirsty realm, if his brain had this kind of bad sign, he wanted to kill everyone more and more in his heart, and destroy everything around him, this was the precursor to the imminent madness.
After hundreds of pains, the perseverance and willpower that had been exercised for a long time came into play at this time.
Demon Slayer was forced to take back the storage ring by Han Shuo, and while Han Shuo was still sane, he continued to calm his manic heart, and immediately sat down regardless of the chaos around him.
The little skeleton that had been following Han Shuo's side and helping Han Shuo harvest his life, as soon as he saw Han Shuo suddenly sit down, his purple demon eyes suddenly lit up, and he beckoned to several dark creatures in the distance.
Like a damaged light bulb, the purple devil's eyes flashed and flashed, lighting up with an evil purple light, as if there was a mysterious force driving those dark creatures, under the beckoning of the little skeleton, a few zombies and abomination around them, one by one, came over in fear, like a subordinate to the little skeleton to show due respect.
When dealing with Han Shuo, because of the reason for summoning spells, they just stiffened and instinctively acted according to Han Shuo's orders.
However, when Han Shuo sat down cross-legged and was summoned by the little skeleton, they behaved with fear and awe, carefully surrounding Han Shuo one by one, as if they were deeply afraid that the little skeleton would not be satisfied and blame them, like the most humble servants and minions.
This kind of performance seems to show that they have known the little skeleton for a long time, or have heard of the strength and magic of the little skeleton, otherwise in the vast and infinite time and space, how can an ordinary little skeleton warrior be treated so fearfully Perhaps, in another plane of infinity, the little skeleton with seven bone spurs on its back and a purple magic eye in its hand has become a famous big man in a unique way: